"You can't scare me, I teach."

I am tired. I am tired. I am tired. I am tired.

We're five weeks out until the end of the year, and if another teenager whines at me I may throw myself off the roof of my school building.

There are those in the world who think teachers have it easy. We are able to take three months off at the end of the year. We get a week off for winter and spring break. Our day *technically* ends at 3:45.

The reason for all of these perks? They won't let us beat children anymore. Just kidding. Seriously though, we deal with kids for six straight hours. Rarely is there ever a point in our day when we aren't dealing with our students. Students use our classroom at lunch to get make up work. We need to make sure that we do uniform corrections as we walk down the halls during prep. In the moments where we don't have students, we are working to ensure we have enough supplies, grades done, or lessons planned. While our day ends when the bell rings, it doesn't really. We have grading to do. We have more lessons to plan. We have students who need extra help or a chance to make up assignments. We take work home. We work several hours into the night in order to help ourselves through to the next day.

So screw those who think teachers have it easy... I am tired. I am tired. I am tired.

June 20th can't come soon enough.